Monkeys and keyboards aside, one Random + CSS still doesn't make poop.

I've come across a local farm that makes its own jalapeño cheddar turkey bologna.

The stuff sounds weird. It looks scary as hell, with its mosaic of green and red and cheesy lumps. It's one of the most awesome things ever. I can't seem to stop eating it for long enough to try cooking with it. Ideally I would chop it up into an omelet, cook it in olive oil with some garlic sprinkles, smother it in sour cream, and . . . Holy shit, I'm self-motivating after all. O_O


(Om nom. Nom nom nom nom. Nom nom nom.)




The number of recent Bigfoot sightings in my county disturbs me a little. Now I'm gonna be looking twice when the dogs go nuts over something hidden in a thicket. :P

Yay, day off!

My missions:

Finish the base for my coin bra

Finish the set of black cowry falls Finished one black set and one red, and glossed the cuff-in-process.

At least start one of the two ficlets trainwrecking around in here for l_e's challenge, &/or consider the half a PWP

Work on the black Lulu-esque dreadfall commission/trade

Put eye pins in my remaining drilled chopsticks (and possibly make a few sets of hair sticks); drill more chopsticks, paint more black.

Go walk. Take mutt. Take pics. (Maybe more of the bunnies--like these ones. Raining. Shopped instead. :P

WORK ON THE DAMN BOOK. Maybe, possibly, if I print it out and carry it around I'll have better luck picking at it.